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Jan 2012
Traveling through this world so long,
There is now no difference between right and wrong.
What once was so very bright,
Is nothing but darkness, full of spite.
The Earth is harsh and cruel today.
It wasn't like that yesterday.
It was once so wonderful and free.
But not anymore, what's happened to me?

Fire should warm, but it only burns.
The world should be still, but it only churns.
Darkness grows and consumes your soul,
While light recedes to dust and mold.
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Then my vision must be ******, because this world's time should be over.
The Earth's insanity from sky to sea.
But it wasn't always like this, what's happened to me?

The night is bright and the day is dark.
Our leaders are villains and the our heroes are marked.
Tell me what kind of world we live in.
Where the poor do good and the rich only sin?
The world is just wrong, from what I see,
But is it the world, or is it just me?

Somebody tell me, what's happened to me?
Daniel Corvus Kloc
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